Passerby Villain In A Wizard World

"Hah... another artifact, and that too at the Advanced level. Haha, hey old man, do you think Ian could come close to me?"

Carl asked Ruther in his mind while jumping down from the pedestal he was on.

This was the third inheritance he obtained after continuously completing the so-called trial on this first floor. For his Second Class Wizard Apprentice level, it was too easy. Moreover, he even had the help of Ruther, a Sixth-Ring Wizard.

"How do I know? But from the way that kid didn't waver even when you were angry at the platform, he seems to be a Wizard Apprentice too."

Ruther commented on Carl's inquiry mentioning Ian's abnormality referring to Carl's inadvertent use of a mental attack when he was angry.

"Yeah, I figured. He didn't even flinch when I used my mental power to intimidate him, and his qualifications are good too. That old bastard must have taught him."

Carl had already guessed that to be the case from Ian's weird behavior throughout the test. And from the way Ian behaved in front of Ron, he attributed everything to him.

If Ron knew Carl's thinking, he would probably laugh out loud. But for this situation, his guess seemed to be on the mark. Discover stories at My Virtual Library Empire

"There is no point guessing randomly. Just focus on your realm. As long as you are not at First Ring Wizard level, you are an ant anyway."

Ruther mercilessly cut his words and continued,

"Okay, don't think much. Go to the pillar on your left side. There must be a good thing there. Grab as much of this inheritance as you can so that you will have some capital when you arrive at the Calvora Continent."

"Yeah!"

Carl also agreed as he headed for the pedestal pointed by Ruther while ignoring the weird look from around.

"Tch... he is grabbing another one. How stingy can he be? Can't he leave some for us?"

One of the youngsters at the side couldn't help but complain as he saw Carl heading towards yet another pillar; his face full of jealousy. He even gnashed his teeth in hatred full of incompetence.

"Hey, do you want to die like the previous bunch? And you cannot pass the trial like him anyway. Just grab the easier one from outside, we aren't going outside of this continent, are we?"

His friend at the side reprimanded him since he didn't want to draw the attention of Carl for no reason.

As he said, their qualifications were just that they weren't going to follow Ron. So, was there any point in envying Carl at all.

"Tch... having better qualifications is so grand, even Tower gives you a meditation book right in your hand. So unfair. Why do we have to toil like this while he can practically grab everything."

The youngster was filled with extreme envy and hatred but still stopped his snarky remarks and joined his temporary friend to complete a low-level trial. He was just incompetently furious and also didn't want Carl to get angry at him.

Otherwise, he couldn't survive Carl's attack just like those few guys killed with one shot by him.

Just like Ian had expected, Carl also encountered the Grimoire Library on his path and even obtained the meditation method suitable for his elements that weren't available with Ruther.

However, unlike in Ian's case where both he and Lyra got the book, in Carl's case only he got the special treatment, and others following this path got nothing.

So, some skirmishes were inevitable.

"This seems to be a test of knowledge."

Carl didn't pay any attention to the ramblings of the weaklings and began another trial just as Ruther suggested.

"Yeah, there should be some treasures related to potionology. Just follow my instructions."

Ruther nodded and began to guide Carl as even if he was an old being, he still had the skill to pass this kind of simple test.

...

"Boom!"

While Carl was busy completing the test of knowledge to gain yet another wizard inheritance, Ian was instead seen bombarding the magic barrier in front of him with his Spellblade.

"Smash!"

"Bang!"

"Click!"

With his relentless bombardment, the magic barrier covering the pedestal at the front collapsed with a click while the ongoing trial of knowledge stopped abruptly.

"Hah... it is getting more and more difficult now. Even my special characteristics cannot penetrate this barrier now. I guess, it is time to go to the center."

Ian said while jumping over the tall pillar and landing perfectly on the top of the pedestal. With the ease he performed such a set of movements, it was easy to see that he had done it many times.

After he stood at the top, he then picked up a mana ring placed at the center of the pedestal and peered into it with his mental power.

"A Knowledge Orb, alchemist manual, a set of brewing kits, and a potion recipe manual, not bad."

Ian nodded with a smile after seeing the inheritance of yet another Alchemist Wizard.

With this one, he now already had two full inheritances of an Alchemist, three inheritances of a Wind-Elemental Wizard, two of Water-Elemental Wizards, and one each of Fire, Earth, and Darkness Elemental Wizard inheritances.

He also acquired multiple treasures, advanced artifacts useful for Wizard Apprentices, making him quite wealthy.

This was all because he could penetrate the magic barrier surrounding the pillar with his unique characteristic, saving him some time on a lengthy trial like this Knowledge Test.

However, the hourglass on the stele was already more than halfway through so Ian had to stop his looting spree now.

After all, he still had Flame Heart Sigil with him which was an inheritance token he got in front of the Imperial Academy.

'An inheritance of a First-Ring Wizard.'

Ian smiled as he knew quite a bit about this since this was Carl's first chance in Arcane Passage. Moreover, this wizard wasn't like Ron and Ethos, poor ghosts exiled to this barren land.

And there was also quite a bit of story behind this opportunity.

'No wonder the system said, 'Can you finish what you have started?'

Ian smiled while making his way toward the center remembering a name that echoed throughout the plot of Arcane Passage; the nemesis of Carl, an antagonist,

"Kaelzor!"